Don't Make Me Sing

AMY ON WILL: Any chance—pretty please with a cherry top—she and Arnett will grace the big or small screen together again soon? “I mean, I love everything Will does,” Poehler says admiringly (but not gushingly). “There was no bigger fan of Arrested Development than me, Gob’s real wife.
WILL ON AMY: Fortunately for Amy, I wasn’t drinking anymore when we met. I’d been sober for six months. I had a lengthy love-hate relationship with boissons alcoolisées, as the French say. Amy and I were introduced by a mutual friend, but I’d actually known about her for a few years prior to that. I went to see her when she was performing in the Upright Citizen’s Brigade in New York. Weirdly enough, I first saw her perform with my then girlfriend and a good buddy. After the show, we went out and I talked on and on about how funny Amy was, and how amazing and fantastic and talented. And my girlfriend said, “God, you’ve got a crush on that girl.” “What? No! Amy who? That’s silly. [Laughs nervously.] I’m not going to marry her… [Long pause.] eventually.” I used to live around the corner from the UCB Theater and I’d go see her do improv all the time. That sounds a lot creepier than it was. I mean, I never cut up letters from assorted magazines in order to create a note for her. But I did eventually win her over with sex. I’m not gonna lie. And the fact that we’re both in comedy was just icing on that cake. [His cellphone rings.] Hey look, Amy’s calling now. [He picks up.] Hey, babe. I’m just finishing up here. Are you gonna be up for a few minutes? [Pause.] Really? [Long pause.] Really? [Long pause.] Okay, I’ll call you soon. [He hangs up. A beat.] Bitch. God, what a ball buster.

Will and Amy

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